Borrowing my father-in-law’s wrench
I went to Lea’s mom’s yesterday to put together some Christmas presents. I didn’t take any tools, anticipating stepping out to my father-in-law’s garage if I needed anything I couldn’t find in the house tool bag. And I did. Visiting Nelis’s shop is bittersweet and evocative. It’s pretty much exactly as he left it. Rick, … Read more